Chapter 2: The Eight Prisons (I)
As the legend goes, there is no spring breeze in this dark and cold place ruled by the Hades, no spring gushing out, and no birds singing. Only the desperate souls of people come and go, the smoke and dust are everywhere, the boundless, and there is a gray with no sense of time rippling around me.
There is a faint sound of the river rushing in my ears, is it about to reach the Santu River?
The crowd walked slowly, so quiet that it was panicking.
"How come so many people are dead?" A soft voice suddenly broke the silence.
I looked over and saw a green figure walking in my direction, followed by several black figures.
I was slightly startled and hurriedly lowered my head.
"Look, there are a few children in front of me, who died at birth, and the men in the middle who are in the prime of life, their families don't know what to do, and this girl, who died at such a young age, it's really pitiful......" The man's voice with a hint of regret suddenly sounded above my head.
Naturally, I was taken aback and jerked my head up.
A pair of misty black eyes hit my eyes, it was an indescribable black, thin droplets of water stuck to his long eyelashes, as if the sparkling rhinestones were set on the black feather fan, indescribably elegant and charming. Her long, shiny black hair hung down and stretched to the end. He is very beautiful, but charming and fresh and bright at the same time, his beauty makes you feel that he is unmatched, but it will not make you forget that he is a man.
He seemed to be looking at me, could it be that the young girl he said was me?
"I think it's better to send her back with those children." He shook his head, actually took out a small handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.
"Master Xiu, this is not good, have you forgotten, last time you insisted on sending an old couple back to the human world, and last time you simply sent other people's families back, and last time...... I can't remember how many times, Lord Hades has also punished you several times for this, if you are soft-hearted this time, I think the punishment will be inevitable......" The faces of the people beside him changed greatly, and they quickly stopped.
"But, they're really pitiful...... "The shiny little droplets of water hung on his eyelashes again, the tear ducts of this man called Xiu are not ordinarily developed, it's strange, how can there be such a person in the underworld? What exactly is sacred?
And it seems that the authority of this cultivator seems to be quite large, and he still has the right to make people return to the yang. However, his heart must be - great, right?
"Alas, why do humans die?" He turned to the people around him, a gloomy expression.
"Master Xiu, if human beings don't die, our underworld doesn't exist. My lord, as a god of death, you really shouldn't be so soft-hearted, on the contrary, you should bring more death to mankind, so that we can ...... the underworld."
I didn't hear what the man said later, I just looked at the cultivator in a daze.
What the? Death? Is he the Grim Reaper?
I can't believe it at all!
I don't think the Grim Reaper is usually supposed to be an unknown creature in a black cloak, with a vague appearance, a cold heart, and a scythe in his hand? But this cultivator, not only the city and the country, but also sentimental, I really don't know how he got into the high-level management position of the god of death.
"But......" Master Xiu wanted to say something, but he was dragged away by the entourage who twitched the corners of his mouth.
It took me a long time to react from the shock, but I didn't expect to meet a heavyweight as soon as I came, the god of death, the man just now was the god of death, who only appeared in legends, and controlled thousands of lives in the world, and the terrifying god of the underworld appeared in front of my eyes like this, it was really - incredible.
Before I knew it, I followed the undead to the Three Ways River.
On the other side of the river, there are large expanses of shocking red flowers, blooming with a bewitching color that is close to black and red, and from a distance it looks like a carpet of blood, like fire, blood, and in a hurry.
Manzhu Shahua is a flower that only blooms on the banks of the Santu River in the underworld. Looking at this bewitching flower, my mood suddenly became inexplicably excited, as long as I found the orange flower, the bird could wake up......
It's just that for some reason, I feel a strange familiarity with this place......
At this moment, there seemed to be a commotion in the procession, and a small boat floated leisurely, up and down with the waves, coming here and there. On the ship stood a lean old boatman, with a hooked nose as large as a horse's beak, a stumble beard and hair, long ears, fangs, crooked lips, giving the impression of a beast, and a chilling horror all over his body.
It is a ferryman on the Santu River......
The undead scrambled to the boat, and in the crowd, some of the undead fell into the river, some had no money to pay for the boat, and they were also mercilessly beaten down by the ferryman, and in an instant they were swallowed up by the gray water, and more undead lingered on the shore, wailing and crying in a low voice......
The sight made my heart palpitate, and I walked briskly through the line toward the ferryman, clutching the small silver coin in my hand. The ferryman gave me an expressionless look, and I stepped into the boat, ready to hand him the silver coin with one hand, and he was just about to take the silver coin in my hand, not wanting me to be hit by the undead behind me, and the silver coin in my hand drew an arc in the air, and fell into the turbulent river with a thud.
"Ahh I screamed, oh no, what can I do now! Si Yin, this stingy ghost, should give me a lot of it!
"Since you don't have the money, let's go down." The ferryman said coldly, and with a wave of his oars, he knocked me mercilessly into the river.
"Don't!" As soon as I said two words, I felt that I was in a cold place, and the smelly river water instantly poured into my mouth. The undead who fell into the water around me quickly sank into the water, and I was shocked, I wouldn't be swallowed by the river like this, this is really the first death before I got out of the way......